Images by kimmerjae

Went out walking with meditative intent, a full prayer for our country and the Earth. Heard many wind chimes as I went by. Ended up circumambulating this pair of bald eagles on the lake. One mature, one younger. 🦅 🎶🙏🎶 🦅

Mom used to tell us a story she made up about an elephant sneaking out of the zoo to come and play with us. She doesn’t remember this, but Sis remembers. No idea when I painted this except it was a very long time ago, thinking about children’s books; being inspired by Etienne Delessert. The large stone I’m working on is not an elephant. Nonetheless there is a kinship.

The unglamorous afternoon’s work: laying in scrap-stone mass under a new landing into the cellar. This will shore up the unfortunate low spot down there, which has been right at the place bearing the most load of this collage of a hundred-year-old dwelling.